fiend?”
“Yeah…I do.”
“And you’re the only one who can help?”
Flame’s expression softened. “It seems so. My supreme ruler told me I’d face a serious mission.”
“What are you asking of me?”
“To accept who I am.” Mystery shimmered in her eyes. Any time she spoke of battles, an intriguing spark shone in those lovely depths of ocean blue.
He relented with a nod. They strolled down to the pool and found Ian and Raef hunkered around a small table, engaged in private conversation. Hatch put his hand on Ian’s shoulder and sat down beside him.
“Why didn’t you tell me about your wife and the Satellite?”
“You wouldn’t have believed me. Besides, I couldn’t risk anyone’s life. I had to wait for the right woman. Honestly, Hatch, I never thought the one I needed would be your fiancée. I am so sorry.” Ian seemed sincere.
“So tell us, how do we recognize the Satellite? Flame said you know.”
“You’ll help us?”
“While I don’t entirely buy into this supernatural malarkey, I can’t deny you if Flame feels there’s merit to this tale. You called your biker buddies out to help me without delay. The least I can do is support you while you sort through this ordeal.”
“Thanks, mate.” Ian leaned forward and spoke almost inaudibly. “There is only one way to recognize the Satellite, and it’s very difficult to catch him with his guard down. Once he decides who the woman will be, he leaves footprints of fire just before he intends to mate…and only she can see them. By the time she notices the odd prints, it’s too late. He has her under his spell and seduces her before she can get away.”
Flame appeared to drift into meditative thought as the three men discussed the best plan of action. Ian assured Hatch that he’d enlist his entire biker group to protect her. He told him about the rest of his gang, Citizen Soldiers. Hatch listened to details about their attempts to subdue the creepers and hunt down this so-called Satellite .
“Coop,” Ian said referring to the head of his gang, “is an unshakable leader. The power struggle between him and Von nearly split the group. When Von hooked up with the Black Pythons, the others remained loyal to Coop.”
“Has it ever occurred to you that maybe the Pythons are setting you up as payback? These creepers …could be staged to psyche you out.”
Ian shook his head. “You’d be calling my late wife a liar to make such a claim.”
“Is it possible that she was delirious with grief over losing the baby and had a hallucination? What if this entire madness is nothing more than a grief-stricken delusion?”
Ian slammed his fist down on the table. “Everything I uncovered about the Satellite and his crew since I met Cassie lines up with what Nelle told me before she died. She wasn’t out of her mind. Her condition had stabilized after she lost our baby, but then suddenly took a turn, as if an unseen force took control right after she revealed the truth.”
Flame jumped, obviously startled from her deep thought by Ian’s response.
“No need to get angry,” Hatch said. “I’m simply trying to cover all possibilities before sending my woman on a wild goose chase. This isn’t what I had in mind for vacation and I hadn’t planned on staying more than a week.”
“I have done nothing but live with this fiend and his miscreants in my head for the past five years. At least Flame is wise enough to consider what I’ve uncovered. I didn’t even believe a secret society of warrior women existed, but look…here she is. So if the books and the old man were right about that, I have no reason to doubt their accounts about everything else.”
Hatch shrugged and sighed. “All right, calm down. I said I’d help. So what next?”
“Like I said, the creepers have seen her. We will use Flame as bait to draw out their leader. Our men will be everywhere to assist her as needed should any decide to attack. The Satellite will
“Yeah…I do.”
“And you’re the only one who can help?”
Flame’s expression softened. “It seems so. My supreme ruler told me I’d face a serious mission.”
“What are you asking of me?”
“To accept who I am.” Mystery shimmered in her eyes. Any time she spoke of battles, an intriguing spark shone in those lovely depths of ocean blue.
He relented with a nod. They strolled down to the pool and found Ian and Raef hunkered around a small table, engaged in private conversation. Hatch put his hand on Ian’s shoulder and sat down beside him.
“Why didn’t you tell me about your wife and the Satellite?”
“You wouldn’t have believed me. Besides, I couldn’t risk anyone’s life. I had to wait for the right woman. Honestly, Hatch, I never thought the one I needed would be your fiancée. I am so sorry.” Ian seemed sincere.
“So tell us, how do we recognize the Satellite? Flame said you know.”
“You’ll help us?”
“While I don’t entirely buy into this supernatural malarkey, I can’t deny you if Flame feels there’s merit to this tale. You called your biker buddies out to help me without delay. The least I can do is support you while you sort through this ordeal.”
“Thanks, mate.” Ian leaned forward and spoke almost inaudibly. “There is only one way to recognize the Satellite, and it’s very difficult to catch him with his guard down. Once he decides who the woman will be, he leaves footprints of fire just before he intends to mate…and only she can see them. By the time she notices the odd prints, it’s too late. He has her under his spell and seduces her before she can get away.”
Flame appeared to drift into meditative thought as the three men discussed the best plan of action. Ian assured Hatch that he’d enlist his entire biker group to protect her. He told him about the rest of his gang, Citizen Soldiers. Hatch listened to details about their attempts to subdue the creepers and hunt down this so-called Satellite .
“Coop,” Ian said referring to the head of his gang, “is an unshakable leader. The power struggle between him and Von nearly split the group. When Von hooked up with the Black Pythons, the others remained loyal to Coop.”
“Has it ever occurred to you that maybe the Pythons are setting you up as payback? These creepers …could be staged to psyche you out.”
Ian shook his head. “You’d be calling my late wife a liar to make such a claim.”
“Is it possible that she was delirious with grief over losing the baby and had a hallucination? What if this entire madness is nothing more than a grief-stricken delusion?”
Ian slammed his fist down on the table. “Everything I uncovered about the Satellite and his crew since I met Cassie lines up with what Nelle told me before she died. She wasn’t out of her mind. Her condition had stabilized after she lost our baby, but then suddenly took a turn, as if an unseen force took control right after she revealed the truth.”
Flame jumped, obviously startled from her deep thought by Ian’s response.
“No need to get angry,” Hatch said. “I’m simply trying to cover all possibilities before sending my woman on a wild goose chase. This isn’t what I had in mind for vacation and I hadn’t planned on staying more than a week.”
“I have done nothing but live with this fiend and his miscreants in my head for the past five years. At least Flame is wise enough to consider what I’ve uncovered. I didn’t even believe a secret society of warrior women existed, but look…here she is. So if the books and the old man were right about that, I have no reason to doubt their accounts about everything else.”
Hatch shrugged and sighed. “All right, calm down. I said I’d help. So what next?”
“Like I said, the creepers have seen her. We will use Flame as bait to draw out their leader. Our men will be everywhere to assist her as needed should any decide to attack. The Satellite will
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